Chapter 237 – One on One – Lady Sama (3)

“First of all, let me ask you, are you going to follow the novel’s content completely? Like in a play.”

“Isn’t that even better? SoSo told me about it. Sometimes they do role-playing stuff, right? It should feel like that, Jin Rang.”

After Sama Mang, now Lady Sama is drinking strange water!

Oh, but in the past, Hong Yeon-hwa and Paeng So-so also asked for anal sex after taking advice from Lady Sama, so it’s not just Paeng So-so who influences the people around her.

They give and receive lewd influences from each other. No wonder it’s so erotic.

Anyway, I carefully asked while looking at Lady Sama, who was looking forward to it with great anticipation.

“Now?”

“Now.”

“What about food?”

“Let’s eat after we finish one round.”

How did Lady Sama end up like this?

…Oh, is it because I kept pestering her for a week last time?

However, even though that’s the case, today Lady Sama seems to be more relaxed than usual.

“Why are you so reckless today? It’s good for me, but… did something happen?”

“Huh? Did I show it? I didn’t know I’d get caught by Jin Rang all at once.”

“Even if it’s like this, you wouldn’t know?”

“Yeah. I thought even if I drank and acted like a virgin, Jin Rang, who hits me with a bat instead of attacking me, saying it’s home education, wouldn’t notice.”

“……”

I have nothing to say.

When I made a chubby face, Lady Sama got up from the bed, laughing.

“It’s not a big deal, actually. I’m not being chased away anymore, so I have some free time. But I’ll be busy again soon.”

“Why? Because of training?”

I heard last time that Myeongwoljin-in said he would go back to Mosanpa as soon as the back-end processing was done.

Now that most of the Sapa has collapsed and the Jungsa Daejeon is rebelling for now, even the mainstream unarmed people will have to be careful for a while from external threats.

In addition, we need to study the martial arts of the Sama family that will be distributed this time to strengthen the weakened Mosanpa’s military power.

Although I have the Rising Martial Arts that I received from Hong Yeon-hwa… we also need martial arts that lower-level disciples can learn.

In such a situation, we need to learn more about the Sangcheongbi-gyeol a little more before Myeongwoljin-in goes back to Mosanpa.

But Lady Sama shook her head at my guess.

“That’s one thing, but now we have to re-establish Sama Se-ga. Of course, the details will vary depending on the choice of the host mother… “

“Oh. I heard that from Sama Mang. I stopped by Jambukseong for a moment, and then I decided to stay in Gwangdongseong for a while, so I’ll be busy in a few months.”

“Oh… really? Th-thank you, Jin Rang. For understanding my situation.”

“You’re saying the same thing as Sama Mang. Don’t be too much like that, it’s my situation too. SoSo and Yeon-hwa will understand. Anyway, what’s the matter?”

“Huh? Oh. Yeah.”

Lady Sama was momentarily flustered but quickly regained her composure and spoke.

“Before I get busy. I wanted to try writing a new novel during the free time I have.”

“Oh…!”

Well, it’s efficient if there’s time now since she’ll be busy for a while.

“Now you know what I’m writing, right?”

“Of course. It’s a wooden bat erotica.”

“Tsk… Don’t say it so confidently! And it’s not a wooden bat!”

“You wrote it yourself…”

Lady Sama blushed at the strange part and took a few deep breaths before speaking.

“Anyway, I wanted to try it because I realized that I’ve been relying on my imagination until now.”

“Well, you were a virgin until we did it.”

“Right. So, I just wanted to know what it feels like to actually do it.”

I roughly understand. She had been thinking about it, and now that she can actually do it, her body suddenly craves it.

“Ha… it’s really nothing. You worried for nothing.”

“I told you from the beginning that it’s nothing.”

Lady Sama shrugged her shoulders.

I was worried about her position since I was late to visit her room and accepted her the latest, but I didn’t want to miss this golden opportunity.

I chuckled and lifted Lady Sama up from the bed.

Then Lady Sama got up obediently, but her head tilted.

“Huh? Why are you like that all of a sudden, Jin Rang?”

“You said to do it right away. Did you forget what it was about?”

“Oh!”

The part Lady Sama wanted to do. It was about the protagonist who holds a grudge against the main character for violating her maid and comes to seek revenge.

“Hehe.”

Lady Sama’s face sparkled with anticipation for a moment. Then she excitedly stepped out of the room.

Click.

The sound of a short latch. Lady Sama, who peeked at this side through the gap in the slowly closing door, gave a mischievous smile.

And a moment later.

The door opened again.

Bang!

The door opened with a loud noise. Lady Sama’s atmosphere was completely different from before.

“Hmph!”

A haughty stride, a gaze that looks down on the opponent, and a fist tightly clenched as if she would strike at any moment.

Is this what it feels like when the unlucky Lady Sama I first met is hostile towards me?

As Lady Sama began to act out her role, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of discomfort. My expression stiffened, knowing full well that this was just a performance.

Suddenly, my gaze drifted towards Lady Sama’s chest, hidden beneath her clothing.

“???”

Her outfit was ill-fitting and awkward, as if it were her first time wearing clothes. Her chest was loose and her breasts were the perfect size to fit in one hand. Her legs, on the other hand, were tightly wrapped in fabric, revealing the curves of her body.

There were even visible marks on her thighs and her clothing was torn in certain places.

Lady Sama, who usually dressed modestly despite her active lifestyle as a martial artist, had clearly taken a more provocative approach to her attire.

It was then that I realized that Lady Sama was playing the role of a deity who had taken on human form for the first time and was struggling to adjust to wearing clothes.

Although her outfit was described as being quickly removable, Lady Sama had purposely disheveled it to give me a better view of her body.

Finally, Lady Sama spoke, breaking the silence.

“You rapist! Trash! How could you…how could you do something like that?!”

Her eyes narrowed and her voice dripped with contempt.

I was momentarily taken aback, but I quickly composed myself, recalling the details of the play and adopting a bewildered expression.

“Huh? What are you talking about? You suddenly barged in here and started spouting nonsense. Who are you?”

“What? You don’t know who I am? After you violated me so brutally?!”

“Violated you? Ah, I see. You’re one of those con artists, aren’t you?”

“Con artist? Me?”

“Yeah. I go around a lot, but I remember everyone I’ve met. And I’ve never met a woman like you before.”

“You go around a lot? And you’re saying I’m a con artist who’s done this to other men too?!”

Lady Sama’s head drooped and she began to tremble.

But when she looked up again, her eyes were cold and determined.

“Dieeeee!!!”

With a fierce cry, Lady Sama rushed towards me, swinging her arms wildly as if wielding an invisible sword.

It was a shoddy performance that didn’t require any real skill, so I wasn’t particularly intimidated.

I simply grabbed Lady Sama’s delicate wrist and shook her back and forth as she struggled against me.

“Let go! You can’t just grab me like that!”

“And who’s going to make me let go?”

As Lady Sama moved, her clothes began to loosen, and now her chest was completely exposed.

Her breasts were shaking as if to seduce me. If she begged me to touch them, it would be polite to oblige.

I spread my hands wide and grabbed Lady Sama’s breasts.

The soft touch that filled my palms, the flesh that yielded to my will, and the sensation of her hard nipples in the center.

Lady Sama was already quite excited, but was she trying to stay true to her role?

She started to act surprised, as if she were the first person to have her breasts touched.

“What the…?”

“You’re really going to swing a sword…I don’t remember meeting a woman like you before. I don’t know if you’re really a con artist or if you’re confused with someone else, but it’s unfair to die like this.”

I raised my chin and stuck out my tongue, trying to be as despicable as possible.

“Eek.”

Lady Sama looked at me with a face that said she had caught on to my act.

…This is too much.

I grabbed Lady Sama’s breasts with a little sincerity.

“Ow! Let go! You rapist…hiiii!”

I grabbed Lady Sama’s breasts and threw her onto the bed.

“How dare you humiliate me when even kneeling and bowing your head is not enough! I’ll kill you! I’ll definitely kill you!”

“Do I need to show respect to someone who wants to kill me? And above all…”

Swoosh.

I threw off my clothes and stood there naked.

“Kyaaah!”

Lady Sama covered her eyes, but peeked through her fingers to see my penis.

I laughed and said, “Above all, the real humiliation starts now.”

“Huh?”

I climbed on top of Lady Sama, who was making a stupid face, and began to violently tear off her clothes.

Finally, Lady Sama understood what I was trying to do and pushed me away with a shocked expression.

“Get away from me! What are you trying to do?!”

“I’m just trying to make a reason for you not to feel unjustly treated. You started it, so it’s too late to regret it.”

I grabbed her wrists and pinned them down, then fixed them above her head.

In an instant, I had subdued her hands, and Lady Sama, who was pressed against my body, began to breathe heavily.

“Ah…huh…”.

Perhaps the acting had mixed with real feelings, and she looked like she couldn’t help but anticipate what was to come next.

Anyway, it’s a matter of taste.

No matter how much I think about it, I seem to be the most normal one among us.